Mr. Z is a little put out.
I can’t say that I blame him.
He didn’t know the version of me that worked out for hours and hours, and then could take from 5 minutes to two hours to get ready or just indulge in self.
She was long gone.
But, here she is…almost 20 years later…making her presence known.
The way my days look, I like it!
30 minutes on the chi machine…1.5 hours on the stomach machine…1.5 hours walking, and sometimes an hour of shakin my money maker.
This is good stuff.
The strange thing is…I’m not worn out – not at all!
In fact, yesterday I think I could have gone again!
For a bit, my kitchen affair did falter, and THAT did not go over well, friends.
All is not lost, as I have taken up residence in the kitchen again, I just am not tempted by much of it.
Edamame sounds wonderful and chocolate cake not so much???
Who am I and what have you done with DarmaZ?
Stay tuned.
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Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) *
hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!*
I do forget to recycle*
LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)*
Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction*
Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties*
True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)*
did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me*
can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings*
I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year*
can't help my right brain optimism*
been a foster mom*
am a very grateful mom of adopted children*
worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier*
this is me...pretty much
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